“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You
can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know
what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...” – Dr. Seuss –
Oh the Places You’ll Go
Ned’s training
is coming to an end and I am filled with so many emotions and so many thoughts.
I’m ready for this portion of our life to begin. I am ready for my husband to
be part of our family. And yet, I’m anxious for the changes. I have been
relatively on my own for the past 10 months. I’ve etched out a different kind
of life with the boys and without Ned home. I tend to be comfortable with
whatever is normal – and the current normal is Ned spending more time away than
he does at home. In fact, that has been our normal since Jack was born – though
not quite so distant as now.
There
are some things that changed while Ned was away. For one, I am really fast at
mowing the lawn – and not too bad at it, either. Finn was born and I learned to
take care of two kids primarily by myself. I learned to ask people for help and
I developed some friendships that I really cherish – some friendships that I
may have been too shy to start while Ned was home. I can go grocery shopping
with one kid wrapped to my body and the other chomping on McDonald’s fries.
When the kids go to bed, the time is entirely my own. I can write, grade
papers, draw pictures, watch stupid TV shows. I learned how to replace the
drain stop in the tub (I was so proud that I wanted to post pictures of it on
facebook, but I didn’t). I take care of the vehicles – the oil changes, the
inspections, the repairs. I order the oil for the furnace. I decide if and when
the kids need to go to the doctor. I’ve hosted a bon-fire, caregroup and
countless girl’s nights. The boys determine a lot of my life – but after that,
the decisions are all mine to make.
These
months of limbo are difficult. Will we stay here? Will we move? My adventurous
side wants to see new areas and meet new people. My daughter side wants to stay
put.
I
will be twenty-seven in a few months and I am determining what kind of woman I
want to be. I am determining what I may want to do with my life; Who I want to
be. What I want to accomplish. I am constantly trying to gain perspective on
what I am doing now – what benefit I am now to my
family, my world, my God. Wondering if I am doing enough both for God and for
my own fulfillment. Wondering what is really important and what is selfish.
Wondering what God is going to do with all of this independence that has been
built up over the past year and more.
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